Wednesday, February 8, 2012

It's a Love/Hate Relationship

For Christmas the girls got a box...actually, Aunt Megan got a box and the girls took it. :) The box resided at Naggy's house while we were in Amarillo and all had a grand time playing and hiding and drawing on the box....especially this little one...




That was in December. Fast forward to January when the box somehow managed to make the 8+ hour journey all the way from Amarillo to Whitehouse and ended up in our house. It has been well loved, survived near fatal attempts to be hauled to the curb for trash pick up, and thankfully not one dog has marked it as his own.

However, we are sad to report that this will be the last few days of the box's existence in our home. It has come to our attention that the box has created confusion with the littlest member of our household. To her, the box and the wall are one and the same. Thus, today we found this....




And there was lots, lots more, but the camera had to be put away in order to save the walls and attempt to talk some sense and logic into the head of a 20 month old...which is impossible and so the box is begging for a new home before next Wednesday when the trash truck will make its rounds once more...


It's been a good run Mr. Box...but this Momma says it's time to go.

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1 comment:

Perfectly Imperfect said...

so sweet! boxes always seem to be love/hate for everyone. at our house, even with a 1st grader & a preschooler there is tension after a little while. who lays claim to the design, placement, use, timing... after a few raucous arguments the box finds a new home in the recycling bin (outside). i hope the lesson of crayon use sticks and you can see the days ahead when you will welcome the adventure of a box in your home once more!

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